Happy Forever Home Day, Arya!

That almost-never-handy memory feature on Facebook reminded me that TODAY was the day, 4 years ago exactly that we got Arya from the Humane Society. We had hardly been at the HS 10 minutes when I saw this small, shy black cat and I said “how about this one?” Alan is a planner, and likes to really look around and make considerations, but somehow he went right along with it and we took “Amber,” as she was called, into a little room and we played with her. “Seems like she’s down to clown,” I said. Within the hour we had her in our house. We still have the feather wand we bought from the shelter, even though it’s just mangy now, and a little nip-filled banana we call the Meth Banana since we gets so drugged out whenever she plays with it.

We love this little cat so, so much. Sometimes I can’t comprehend how much I love this cat. She’s so sweet and cuddly. She’s also kind of a pain in the ass and rude sometimes. She’s shy and antisocial and loves to luxuriate around the house… She’s like us!